Womb To The Tomb Lyrics - House Of Pain

CHORUS: 

From the womb to the tomb 

[Earth to dust] 

From the earth to the moon 

[The woman I trust] 

And from the sea to the sky 

[I see reflection] 

And from the brain through the eye 

[Another ???] 

From the celtic tribes and highland plains 

I hit you with the quickness like bad brains 

I ain't blowin' no spikes, no queers, no dykes 

Just the pale faced cracker in the high-top nikes 

Don't bust 'em mics, you smokin' cannabis 

And if it's God, stay off,in the sig I trust 

You don't think I'll bust, you don't know my style 

I got kids that'll hit ya on the low profile 

I've been from 248 to East New York 

My earth don't wear swine, I don't eat pork 

Put down you silver platter, kid, come check the data 

My crew's chalk full of free information 

It's G, hide, neck'll be the destination 

Glory be to God, one more prostration 

The root and foundation of civilization 

CHORUS 

VERSE: 

Divine Styler 

CHORUS 

VERSE: 

Divine Styler 

Now if knowledge is the essence of every man 

Link 'em up with his wisdom so they understand 

No matter who ya be set your culture free 

'Cause it's the final hour, time to refine your power 

We're all equal, livin' man is God 

You can't destroy what I build, 'cause I'm on ??? 

That's my cipher, my atom is a sphere and a square 

'Cause I'm here and I'm there 

From the sea to the air 

CHORUS